“Oh, my God, that’s him!” Sammi exclaimed after hearing the doorbell ring. “But the homemade spaghetti sauce I made from Mom’s family recipe isn’t even done yet. It’s still simmering. And you know what Grandma always said about her special sauce; ‘It’s all about the simmer-one hour long. Not fift...
Lynox said to Deborah, who sat across from him at the coffee shop they’d gone to immediately after leaving the library. Deborah smiled. “No problem.” And it was no problem indeed. Heck, little did Lynox know, she would have gone to the moon with him if he’d invited her. “I just felt we really nee...
She’d only been back to work a few days since taking off after the boys’ death. She’d been promoted six months ago. The promotion included additional duties than what she was used to, so her workload had almost doubled. Her pay didn’t double, but the workload did. Still, she was grateful for the ...
the words fell from Mother Doreen’s lips as she stood at that altar on what should have been her perfect wedding day to Pastor Frey. But so far, it had turned out to be a complete mess. No, maybe disaster was a more fitting word. For some reason, not even that word described the full magnitude of...